06.13.16 Like all of us, anywhere and everywhere, it was a sad sad day. How to go about a normal Monday after yesterday. So, we just went off the grid this afternoon, into the majesty of Glacier National Park, to sit by Lake MacDonald, to smell the air and hear Snyder Creek roll over the rocks and fill the lake with glacier melt. It was quiet, with only a few early tourists. We ate dinner in the dining room at a lake side table with the sunshine streaming in over the white tablecloth, filling our wine glasses with stars. We made up stories of what we would tell our waitress if she asked us where we had travelled from, embarrassed to confess we live but 45 minutes away. But, she didn’t ask, and we just enjoyed the view and the spectacular gift of being there.
“The world is violent and mercurial — it will have its way with you. We are saved only by love — love for each other and the love that we pour into the art we feel compelled to share: being a parent; being a writer; being a painter; being a friend. We live in a perpetually burning building, and what we must save from it, all the time, is love.” –Tennessee Williams